My Name Is Þór. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

My name is Þór, a sound so bold,
Like hammer strikes in stories told.
From Norse lands cold, a name of might,
A warrior's shield against the night.

Like thunder rolling, strong and free,
Þór, the protector, looks to me.
A legacy carried, old and deep,
A promise whispered while I sleep.

So when you say my name with care,
Remember legends in the air.
Of hammer blows and courage true,
The name of Þór, it echoes through.